This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ...human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood: --I've seen it rushing forth in blood, I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion, I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread; But these were horrors--this was woe Unmix'd with such--but sure and slow: He faded, and so ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ...human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood: --I've seen it rushing forth in blood, I've seen it on the breaking ocean Strive with a swoln convulsive motion, I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread; But these were horrors--this was woe Unmix'd with such--but sure and slow: He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender--kind, And grieved for those he left behind! With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray--An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur--not A groan o'er his untimely lot, --A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise, For I was sunk in silence--lost In this last loss, of all the most; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less: I listen'd, but I could not hear--I call'd, for I was wild with fear; I knew 'twas hopeless, but my dread Would not be thus admonished; I call'd, and thought I heard a sound--I burst my chain with one strong bound, And rush'd to him: --I found him not, I only stirr'd in this black spot, / only lived--/ only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The last--the sole--the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place. BONNIVARD ALONE. (prisoner Of Chillon, Stanzas 9-14.) What next befell me then and there I know not well--I never knew--First came the loss of light, and air, And then of darkness too: I had no thought, no feeling--none--Among the stones I stood a stone, And was, scarce conscious what I wist, As shrubless crags within the mist; For all was blank, and bleak
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